Fiona flew high in the air, eyes bright and full of excitement.
Below her, the arena buzzed with energy.
The spectators had just finished their breaks.
Some had grabbed quick meals, and others had visited the bathroom.
Now they were all back in their seats, chattering and laughing, waiting for the next round.
Fiona lifted her hand, her smile beaming.
"Ladies and gentlemen," she called, her voice ringing across the stadium.
"Welcome back!"
The crowd cheered, the sound echoing around the arena walls.
She twirled once, arms wide.
"It's time for the second round—the Battle Competition!"
The cheers grew louder, some fans waving flags, others whistling.
"Now," Fiona said, her tone playful, "let me tell you something."
She held up one finger.
"We only have four contestants left!"
The crowd gasped, some voices calling out in surprise.
She winked. "The other contestants gave up."
"They didn't want their Vornis to be crushed in battle."
"And I don't blame them!"
